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Tissues and Tears

It's a day of tissues and tears

Finding new friends and new fears

Leaving what's been and starting again

Just to move on in only a year.

The plane leaves at 6:28.

Why is it 6:28? Is 6:30 simply too late?

But being a pro, you're bound to know

That it's always been done that way

You still have to wake up at 3:00.

Wait through lines at security.

Then sit in the lounge till they're calling you out

to board in priority.

You're taking the aisle seat.

Slyly stretching out your feet.

You've done this before and now you know more

than to sit in the window seat.

Watching the safety routine,

by now you're a pro at the thing.

You know it so well you could do it yourself

There's a life vest under your seat.

You never sleep on the plane

'cause that would just be lame.

There's movies to see, and people to meet

and sleep does not entertain.

Now you're about to touch down.

The wheels are striking the ground.

The country is real, you don't know how to feel,

but in time you will find out.